Sunday, June 20, 2010

Feathers

I'm too afraid to look at the sky,
For the stars remind me of eternal joy,
And I don't believe in hope,
It seems like failure's ploy..

I don't smile too often
for it may be my last one,
And I don't play along,
for I'm scared of fun..

But when I close my eyes,
I feel free,
Even if I'm dead
this darkness enlightens me..

For when I dream a dream,
I see beautiful things,
I become what I want to
I can spread my wings..

So please don't wake me,
And if I'm dead don't shed tears,
Don't color my wings with your dreams,
And don't pluck away my feathers..